Marrying Leng Libing Wang and having four children, traveling back to the 70s

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Canteen No. 1.

The braised pig intestines in front of me are like a demon emitting a domineering aroma.

However, for Captain Fang Linxing of the First Battalion of the First Regiment, who had a dark history with pig intestines, it was like being cast under a spell, and he lost all desire to eat them.

He could never forget the pot of stinking pig intestines his mother cooked for his family when he was fifteen. It seemed like a nightmare.

Tsk, but just now, Battalion Commander Fang Linxing's wife, Comrade Dai Daqin, came up to him and talked in a mysterious way for a long time, telling him to go to Chef Lao Gong and get a portion of braised pig intestines that are so delicious that they are delicious.

"..."

"Old Gong, give me some too."

"Just a little bit, just try it."

Captain Fang Linxing of the First Battalion of the First Regiment had all his facial features twisted together. He had a rather adorable awkward look on his face, and he was torn between his conscience and his conscience for a long time before he finally raised his voice and yelled without saying anything.

This lovely and generous battalion commander of the first battalion of the first regiment regretted his "overindulgence" afterwards.

God knows, he missed the target with this move.

The army canteen will have to wait until someday next year before "braised pork intestines" will reappear.

And he just happened to miss it perfectly and didn't get to eat it.

"I'll have one too, I'll have one too, Old Gong."

As soon as Captain Fang Linxing of the First Battalion of the First Regiment finished his meal and left, Captain Jiang Zhengwen of the Third Regiment smelled the rich and fragrant aroma of braised pig intestines, rolled his throat, gurgled, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and shouted anxiously.

"Hey, hey, less, less,"

"We are behind Lao Gong. Shake your serving spoon. Ang——"

"Shake the spoon and give some to the people in the back."

Captain Lei Minggang of the Third Battalion of the Second Regiment had just learned from his wife that there was a dish of braised pork offal that was so delicious that it would make you eat your tongue off.

There was a queue at the moment, and there were three people in front of him. From a distance of more than one meter, he had a keen sense of smell and could immediately smell the intoxicating aroma of braised food.

This really made him anxious.

He couldn't hold it in for a moment and started muttering to himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, shake the spoon, Old Gong."

"Yes, shake it."

"..."

Battalion Commander Chen Bin and several other ruffians, who were following behind Battalion Commander Lei Minggang of the Third Battalion of the Second Regiment, also joined in the commotion.

"Hey, you guys—"

"Shake the spoon again!!!"

"Go! Go! Go."

"Rationing, ah—"

"I know in my heart which one is the last one. If it's the last one, it's the last one. My hands won't shake."

"Tremble, virtue—"

Comrade Lao Gong, the canteen chef, suddenly stopped using the big iron spoon in his hand to serve food to the soldiers after hearing what the soldiers said.

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he swept across the five large plates of braised pork intestines in front of him, as if he was examining a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Then his eyelids, which were as thin as a cicada's wing, lifted up, his thick eyebrows raised like sharp swords, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, his face was full of disgust, and his retort words shot out like sharp arrows.

"Look at you all."

“Dangdangdang, dangdangdang…”

"See? Look over there."

"There, what they hold in their hands, oh—"

"Those two dishes will make you eat so much tonight that your tongue will drop."

"Tsk, the Godly Chef sister-in-law cooked it herself."

"I guarantee you'll be amazed and full of praise."

Chef Gong from Canteen No. 1 was like a proud peacock at this moment. He proudly used the big iron spoon in his right hand to knock on the two plates of steaming hot braised meat just served by the two cooks, Xiao Cong and Xiao Bing, as if they were his most proud works. He continued to chat with pride.

Well, his face was filled with admiration for someone.

"What?"

"What are the two cooks, Xiao Cong and Xiao Bing, holding in their hands?"

The soldiers at the back of the team stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to look around.

……

The five tall and mighty men, including the living devil Deputy Regiment Commander Lu Chenting, orderly Comrade Shen Xiaoqi, Deputy Regiment Commander Qiao Zhihong, Battalion Commander Gu Yiyan, and orderly Comrade Wang Guobing, entered the No. 1 cafeteria one after another.

"Hey--"

"Deputy Captain Qiao, look over there—"

"That's Mrs. Kong."

"Towards the kitchen."

Comrade Wang Guobing, the orderly of Deputy Regiment Commander Qiao Zhihong, had a sharp eye like an eagle. He instantly caught sight of his wife, Deputy Regiment Commander Qiao, who was as virtuous as the snail girl, and cried out in joy like a child.

"Yo--"

"It really is."

"Guobing, you have a good eye!"

Deputy Regiment Commander Qiao Zhihong, like a sharp falcon, followed the direction of his orderly, Comrade Wang Guobing's finger, which was as accurate as a compass. His eyes suddenly lit up and he responded happily.

"It's really Mrs. Kong—"

Battalion Commander Gu Yiyan also echoed.

"Where is it???"

The first person he confronted as soon as he came in was Comrade Shen Xiaoqi, who thought he was looking for a wife for his Deputy Regimental Commander Lu. He belatedly realized what was happening and looked back like a giraffe, and asked curiously to Battalion Commander Gu Yiyan.

Battalion Commander Gu Yiyan: "I won't tell you."

Orderly soldier Comrade Shen Xiaoqi: "..."

The two Erha combination are fighting again.

"Let's go, Xiao Lu, let's go together—"

"My wife will definitely know whether my sister-in-law is in the cafeteria."

Deputy Captain Qiao Zhihong, who was as honest as an old cow, turned his head and spoke to Deputy Captain Lu Chenting, the living devil, with a firm look on his face, as if every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting Deputy Captain Lu Chenting's heart.

"Ah."

Deputy Captain Lu Chenting, the living devil who was eager to see his wife who was as beautiful as a spring flower and as bright as the autumn moon, simply uttered a "hmm" in response with his voice which was always as cold as the water in a cold pond.

"Wife, wife."

"Here, here—"

"young married woman."

"Hey hey hey..."

"Wife, I'm done with training."

Deputy Headman Qiao Zhihong came to the door of the back kitchen as excitedly as a child, waved vigorously at Sister-in-law Kong Xiulan, and shouted in a low voice.

Orderly soldier Shen Xiaoqi: "..."

Kingdom soldier orderly: "!!!"

The two orderlies were struck by a bolt from the blue. They were stunned by the naive look of Deputy Regiment Commander Qiao and stared at each other as if they had turned into two sculptures.

"Uh--"

"What the hell?"

"What's going on with Deputy Captain Qiao???"

"Seeing Mrs. Kong, why is she like this?"

Battalion Commander Gu Yiyan was also dumbfounded, secretly complaining in his heart.

"Eh!"

"Old Qiao, Deputy Commander Lu, Captain Gu, and you two young comrades, have you all finished your training?"